poem of the day June 1 

Planting a seed

in a summer garden

with the potential

to grow to fruition 

Into the food we eat

depends only on

weather and soil

Planting a seed

in an august mind

depends on the fragile

climate of humanity

where ideas have to 

grow within the struggle

of fear and anger

always dependent on the

wavey war of emotions 

that expand with or without 

any thought of sunlight 

or the food we eat